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4. Think, O my soul, the dreadful day,
Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea,
5. What shall the wretch, the sinner do?
But he shall dread the thund❜rer now,
6. Tempests of angry fire slfall roll,
Hymn 431. L. M.
The books opened, Rev. xx. 12.
HE mighty deep gives up her trust, Aw'd by the Judge's high command; Both small and great now quit their dust, And round the dread tribunal stand.
2. Behold the awful books display'd,
Big with th' important fates of men ;
Hymn 432. L. M.
E comes! he comes! the Judge severe;
His lightnings flash, his thunders roll;
Hymn 433. P. M.
O! he comes with clouds descending,
Thousand, thousand saints attending,
God appears with man to reign.
2. Ev'ry eye shall now behold him,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3. The dear tokens of his passion,
To his ransom'd worshippers;
Gaze we on those glorious scars!
4. Yea, Amen! let áll adore thee, High on thine eternal throne!
Saviour take thy pow'r and glory,
Hymn 434. c. M.
Assurance of Heaven, 2 Tim. iv. 6, 7, 8, 18.
2. Nor hath the King of grace decreed
But all that love and long to see
3. Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe
4. God is my everlasting aid,.
Hymn 435. c. M.
Heaven invisible and holy. 1 Cor. ii. 9, 10.
Rev. xxi. 27.
OR eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, Nor sense nor reason known, What joys the Father has prepar'd For those that love the Son.
2. But the good Spirit of the Lord
3. Pure are the joys above the sky,
4. Those holy gates for ever bar
5. He keeps the Father's book of life,
Hymn 436. c. M.
N Jordan's rugged banks I stand,
To Canaán's fair and happy land,
2. O the transporting, rapturous scene,
Sweet fields array'd in living green,
3. There gen'rous fruit that never fails,
There rocks and hills, and brooks and vales,
4. O'er all those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day:
There God, the sun, for ever reigns,
5. No chilling winds,, nor poisonous breath,
Hymn 437. c. M.
W and snatch me to the skies,
HAT sacred raptures fire my breast,
Whilst the low earth stretch'd out immense
2. Bright gilded palaces in view
3. Lo! the wide shrinking orbs no more
But wrapt in clouds their fading scene
4. What sparkling orbs, thro' the great void, Fill all the ambient skies?
Whilst happy vales and amber streams,
1. HAIL glorious GOD! thy boundless pow'r
2. What rapid car thus whirls my soul
A burst of glory drowns my sight,
In bright effulgence, here, thy beams